when you thought u have lived so much of life,
tasted the best of both worlds,
you start to wonder what is left in that vast unventured territory.
the curious mind ponders of the what ifs once again.
it's restless, to the mind as much as pushing the limits of your faith.
no point reminiscing the past, of the naivety you once hold,
as they are tainted, as much as we want to deny,
they are polluted by your experiences, your choices, and most of all your mistakes,
are all coming back in torrents, waving back at you like your identical twin,
familiar yet so distant.
you think that being cynical is fun, but it's tormenting really,
to say not what the heart feels, but of what the worlds wants to hear.
Seriously, i bet everyone longs for simplicity and yet life holds nothing but.
Love is pure when it stands alone, but when all your life you are searching ,
and yearning for that moment of truth, you have loved and get nothing in return.
And so, you start to give and demand to get in return,
more and more you start to ask until it torments everyone around you,
and it eats you from within, you trust not even yourself.
I guess it will be tough for everyone, including myself,
in this life-long search for that identity when the coin has two sides,
when there is heaven and hell, when everything your life has brought you to believe,
could be the opposite of how it seemed.
scary? well there is no wrong or right, if that's any consolation.
only your identity for you to hold on to, which in the end, i can call it mine.
